The waiting room, Chris Jericho is alone reading a magazine. Victoria enters, slightly agitated.
"Hey there...."
"Hey hold on, I'm reading an article about smoking."
Victoria tries to compose herself. She sits, gets up, paces, finally she can't stand it anymore, "I'm really sorry to bother you, I wanted to know if I could read that if you were done."
"Ok."
"I'm afraid that, Steven and I aren't going to be able to work things out."
"Well don't worry about it, just get the abortion."
"But it just doesn't feel right!"
"Then you'll have to tell him."
"But I can't!"
Chris sighs and looks around, then hands over the magazine, "Here I'm done, not nothing Dr. Tom won't tell me about throat cancer. I'll be right back, gotta go to the bathroom for a sec."
"Ok, thanks." She takes it and sits down.
Chris is about to leave when Brian enters with his duffel bag, "Hello."
"Hey."
"Nice pants."
"Oh, thanks. Great..." Searching. "Duffel bag." He leaves and Brian takes his seat.
"How are you?" Victoria asks.
"Oh, fine." Brian messes with his hair. "Nice.... shirt."
"Yea, well, I think it would be a good idea to wear something like this as to hide my stomach from Steven and the others." Victoria bites her lip. "Thank you, by the way, for keeping it just between us in the waiting room."
"Oh." Brian smiles. "No problem."
"How's Paul?"
"Still with the hookers."
"Nice for him. Wife?"
"Exhausting."
"Your arm?"
"Just a little problem with the calcium pills."
"Well, I'm sure the doctor will know what to do."
"Yea, still hurts though."
"Oh, sorry."
"Well, Vince said he'll give me the time off to heal, he's a good guy."
"Yea." Victoria stops when a door opens and in walks Dr. Tom.
"Oh." He halts immediately.
"Hello." Victoria smiles.
"I'm sorry. I must have, used the wrong door. I..."
"Won't you sit down?"
"Sit down? No thank you." He leaves and rushes into his office.
Chris comes back in and sits back down, "Ok, I'm back."
"Nature calls?" Brian asks.
"Nope." Chris smirks. "Hangover."
"Hey there...."
"Hey hold on, I'm reading an article about smoking."
Victoria tries to compose herself. She sits, gets up, paces, finally she can't stand it anymore, "I'm really sorry to bother you, I wanted to know if I could read that if you were done."
"Ok."
"I'm afraid that, Steven and I aren't going to be able to work things out."
"Well don't worry about it, just get the abortion."
"But it just doesn't feel right!"
"Then you'll have to tell him."
"But I can't!"
Chris sighs and looks around, then hands over the magazine, "Here I'm done, not nothing Dr. Tom won't tell me about throat cancer. I'll be right back, gotta go to the bathroom for a sec."
"Ok, thanks." She takes it and sits down.
Chris is about to leave when Brian enters with his duffel bag, "Hello."
"Hey."
"Nice pants."
"Oh, thanks. Great..." Searching. "Duffel bag." He leaves and Brian takes his seat.
"How are you?" Victoria asks.
"Oh, fine." Brian messes with his hair. "Nice.... shirt."
"Yea, well, I think it would be a good idea to wear something like this as to hide my stomach from Steven and the others." Victoria bites her lip. "Thank you, by the way, for keeping it just between us in the waiting room."
"Oh." Brian smiles. "No problem."
"How's Paul?"
"Still with the hookers."
"Nice for him. Wife?"
"Exhausting."
"Your arm?"
"Just a little problem with the calcium pills."
"Well, I'm sure the doctor will know what to do."
"Yea, still hurts though."
"Oh, sorry."
"Well, Vince said he'll give me the time off to heal, he's a good guy."
"Yea." Victoria stops when a door opens and in walks Dr. Tom.
"Oh." He halts immediately.
"Hello." Victoria smiles.
"I'm sorry. I must have, used the wrong door. I..."
"Won't you sit down?"
"Sit down? No thank you." He leaves and rushes into his office.
Chris comes back in and sits back down, "Ok, I'm back."
"Nature calls?" Brian asks.
"Nope." Chris smirks. "Hangover."